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Chapter 15: The End
Draco turned the corner to see Ginny Weasley in front of the door of the second floor girl's bathroom.
"Weaslette, what are you doing hanging around here? Trying to see how many more mudbloods you can hurt?" He asked as he came down the hall, he saw a look of pain cross her face but ignored it.
"You're still sore about Harry beating you?" She asked acidly. "Or maybe you're angry about a little mudblood smacking you. You must get over it; it was after all over a month ago."
How did she always turn the tables on him, he wondered as he got progressively angry. "What are you doing here? Isn't it time for innocent little Gryffindors to be in bed?" A look of quilt flashed in her eyes.
"Why aren't you in bed?"
"I was in the Owlry mailing a letter to my mother."
"Oh." She said looking back at the door. They stood there for a few minutes in awkward silence. Awkward to Draco at least, for it seemed that Ginny had forgotten about him entirely.
"Do you think," she began and then turned around to look him in the eye, "you would go in with me?"
This question took him by surprise and he said the first thing that came to mind, "it's a girl's bathroom!"
His outburst seemed to put Ginny at ease, "I'm just asking you to walk in with me, not hold my hand while I take a piss."
"Well, alright." He said sure that this was the worst decision he'd ever made in his life. He took a step towards the door and could see her still hesitating so he opened the door and motioned for her to enter.
She smiled with gratitude and asked, "Do you carry snake venom on you all the time?"
"Maybe" he said smiling and Ginny couldn't help but laugh.
They walked into the bathroom and this young girl came floating towards them saying, "Oh you horrible girl, come to throw more things at me? Come to taunt poor Myrtle because she's dead?"
"Quit your moaning and leave us in peace." He turned his attention to Ginny who was once again looking nervous and scared.
"Oh, Myrtle's dead so she has no feelings-"
"You're dead we get it, put a sock in it." He said walking toward Ginny who was backed up into the wall.
"Humph!" Myrtle said and floated into one of the stalls creating a huge splash.
"What's wrong Weasley?"
"What if- what if he's still in there?" She asked shakily.
"Who? Where?"
"Tom, what if he's still in my mind?" She asked looking up at him fearfully, he had absolutely no idea who Tom was or why he'd been in her mind.
"Weasley, don't you think you'd know if there was someone in your mind?"
"I didn't last year," she said her voice quavering, "for months I didn't know."
He had no idea what had happened last year to make her so scared and so tried to change the topic, "Why'd you come here?"
"I wanted to see," she said taking a step away from the door, "if I could still do it."
As he had no idea what was going on he decided it might be best to keep silent and just watch. She walked towards what was honestly the dirtiest line of sinks he'd ever seen, and above them as if to complete the image was a dirty and cracked mirror. The floor was wet and the doors of the stalls were scratched, one of them was hanging off its hinges. He'd have to speak to father about this; maybe he'd be able to do something about the state of this castle.
"Open," he heard Ginny yell. She was standing in front of one of the sinks staring intently at the faucet. "Open!" He walked towards her and noticed that tears where coming down her face. "Open!" She yelled again, but then turned around and smiled widely. "I can't do it anymore," she yelled and lunged herself at him.
A Weasley was hugging him! He tried to push her off him, until she finally let go still beaming at him. Ugh!
Ginny stood on the train platform at Hogsmeade about to board when she turned to get one last look at the castle. This year had been exactly what she'd been expecting when she'd first boarded the train last year and after last year she had believed that to be nothing but a fantasy. This year however she'd had adventures and friends and nothing could top that.
After they "convinced" Gwion not to take the potion it seemed the year had gone by rather quickly and uneventfully, that is if you discounted the fact that her Defence Against the Dark Arts professor turned out to be a werewolf, which Draco claimed to know all along, Sirius Black escaped and so did a vicious Hippogriff, or at least that's what Draco called it, and her brother broke a leg although he refused to disclose how that had happened. She got great marks for History of Magic and Herbology thanks to Salazar Slytherin and Neville Longbottom, respectively, and just the thought made her glad that she had made such great friends.
"Move it Weaslette I know you probably don't want to go back to The Hole and starving for the next three months but some of us have loving families to get to." Draco said to her and she prepared to respond but saw Crabbe, Goyle and Pansy Parkinson, obviously admiring him and she said, "Alright, Malfoy" She grabbed her trunk and climbed into the train, she threw one last grin at Draco who scowled and turned back to Luna, "come on Loony, let's go find a compartment."
The End
A/N: It's done, finished, terminado, por fin! I'm going to see what I can do about GOF, I'll post the first chapter when I have the main story outlined out and at least the first three chapters written and I'll proceed to post the chapters weekly. It probably won't be anytime soon.
